Angela stood frozen, her mind wrestling with the shock. She could not believe her eyes. It was Evan—the same boy she once had a misunderstanding with—now lying lifeless on the cold ground. Her arms wrapped around herself as if to shield her from the truth, and she staggered back in disbelief.
"Are you okay?" Taros asked, his voice uncertain. He looked at her and then at the body, not knowing what to do first. She was still naked, trembling from more than just the night air, while he had nothing on but his trousers. He wanted to shield her, to take her away, but before he could move, Kaito appeared with Alex.
They must have been searching for them. From the look on their faces, it was not about chasing Angela anymore. Something heavier, something far more serious, weighed on them. Fear clenched Taros's chest as he stepped in front of Angela, trying to hide her behind him, to protect her from their eyes.
